and imprisonment, he is remarkably well made, and exhibits the outward
appearance of that great personal strength which he is said to possess,
and which is not unfrequently the characteristic of daring criminals.
His face is handsome and prepossessing, his eyes and hair dark, and his
complexion pale, possibly from the effects of his confinement; there was
a certain sternness in his countenance during the greater part of the
trial. His behaviour was remarkably collected and composed. The prisoner
listened with the greatest attention to the indictment, which the reader
will find in another part of our paper, charging him with the highway
robbery of Lord Mauleverer, on the night of the of last. He occasionally
inclined his body forward, and turned his ear towards the court; and he
was observed, as the jury were sworn, to look steadily in the face
of each. He breathed thick and hard when the various aliases he had
assumed--Howard, Cavendish, Jackson, etc.,--were read; but smiled with
an unaccountable expression when the list was completed, as if exulting
at the varieties of his ingenuity. At twenty-five minutes past ten Mr.
Dyebright, the counsel for the crown, stated the case to the jury."

Mr. Dyebright was a lawyer of great eminence; he had been a Whig all
his life, but had latterly become remarkable for his insincerity,
and subservience to the wishes of the higher powers. His talents were
peculiar and effective. If he had little eloquence, he had much power;
and his legal knowledge, was sound and extensive. Many of his brethren
excelled him in display; but no one, like him, possessed the secret of
addressing a jury. Winningly familiar; seemingly candid to a degree that
scarcely did justice to his cause, as if he were in an agony lest he
should persuade you to lean a hair-breadth more on his side of the
case than justice would allow; apparently all made up of good, homely,
virtuous feeling, a disinterested regard for truth, a blunt yet tender
honesty, seasoned with a few amiable fireside prejudices, which always
come home to the hearts of your fathers of families and thorough-bred
Britons; versed in all the niceties of language, and the magic of
names; if he were defending crime, carefully calling it misfortune; if
attacking misfortune, constantly calling it crime,--Mr. Dyebright was
exactly the man born to pervert justice, to tickle jurors, to cozen
truth with a friendly smile, and to obtain a vast reputation as an
exc